Here's a bit of good news... I talked with Pambo at about 8PM last night. Hubby's fever had broken. It was up to 104.1, so that was really great to hear. Like she said, they have found several things wrong, but at least now they have a clue as to what to treat.
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That which does not kill me postpones the inevitable.
The fever came & went again. 104.5 this time. They're still looking for the problem. Meanwhile, I'm getting to play nurse...which is kinda fun. Maybe I'll be a nurse when I grow up...
My husband's been talking in his sleep tonight. He just said, "Pambo!" plain as day. I had to giggle quietly (ICU), but it just killed me so I HAD to share!